Confessions of a Risin’ Star Fire & Desire by Drake

(shot this earlier, from MY iPhone)  

The pull away prizes, or expenses…?

Amid so much time to myself, I realized amid a crowd of people, that I have subsequently, found myself, circumstanced into four corners, alone, again. It’s a freedom, that has in ways, enslaved parts of me, and I wonder, if such would, or could be free, ever…

Today, I searched for ways to justify, my motion. Supposedly, it’s somehow fashionable to be forward with the fragrances of nature’s need to be, finely tuned. Be it the gym, the massage therapist, or some wooded lawn, there’s a tempo amid taking care of myself that momentarily takes me away from most things that ail. This is something we both celebrate and sale, so as is everything else, there’s a paradox in it. It is my intellect of such that drapes everything, so I don’t truly enjoy, anything…

With so many possibilities for romance (which is a bi-product of fame), there is still an insatiable desire (for me at least) to either over consume, or self disdain.  Whatever the choice is, there is an extension of understanding that slithers under it, all. That is where I am now…

I chose to hide my cars, hide away from the bars, and ya know, just hide my star, and simplistically while holistically, uncoil unto myself, this evening. This felt more important than caring how they felt about me. Not any of the ones mentioned before. No, these were all new..sorta…

 

 

 

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